"Good Morning, Valtiel" by thehush
Daisy Villa Apartments, Apt #102 Douglas Crevant blinked from his spot in Heather's apartment. He had stepped out of his apartment just down the hall to say good morning to her and had come in on a confusing scene.
He really shouldn't have let her stay in her father's old apartment.
"Who- What-" Douglas made a few hand motions before leaning against the wall. "Okay, please tell me why you're play checkers with- that thing?"
Heather looked over from her checker game and gave a small wave. "Morning, Douggie." She motioned towards the creature beside her with a big smile still on her face. "This is Valtiel. He's an Angel." A laugh escaped her. "All I said was 'Good Morning, Valtiel'. And he came right in." She frowned at the board, noticing he was beating her. "Turns out he's been here before. He use to watch over me when I carrying 'god'." Heather paused and looked over at her guest. "Oh, sorry, Creator of Paradise, Lord of Serpents and Reeds."
Douglas went into the kitchen to make some coffee before his brain decided to eat him whole. "And he talks to you?"
"In my head, yeah." There was a small snicker, before a groan came from the table. "Crown me, Val."
This is going to be a weird day.
Daisy Villa Apartments, Apt #102 Douglas Crevant blinked from his spot in Heather's apartment. He had stepped out of his apartment just down the hall to say good morning to her and had come in on a confusing scene.
He really shouldn't have let her stay in her father's old apartment.
"Who- What-" Douglas made a few hand motions before leaning against the wall. "Okay, please tell me why you're play checkers with- that thing?"
Heather looked over from her checker game and gave a small wave. "Morning, Douggie." She motioned towards the creature beside her with a big smile still on her face. "This is Valtiel. He's an Angel." A laugh escaped her. "All I said was 'Good Morning, Valtiel'. And he came right in." She frowned at the board, noticing he was beating her. "Turns out he's been here before. He use to watch over me when I carrying 'god'." Heather paused and looked over at her guest. "Oh, sorry, Creator of Paradise, Lord of Serpents and Reeds."
Douglas went into the kitchen to make some coffee before his brain decided to eat him whole. "And he talks to you?"
"In my head, yeah." There was a small snicker, before a groan came from the table. "Crown me, Val."
This is going to be a weird day.